Well one disaster averted...I found my camera I had lost since late last week. I wasn't freaking out or anything, since it had 4 hours worth of filler shots on it...no I just knew it would turn up. Wanna know where it was? In my hamper...Yeah when you live in a fraternity house you resort to all measures so your stuff (**Cough Cough** Rock Band Guitar) doesn't get jacked by an idiot freshman or an ignorant independent up to ruin your house. Needless to say, although it was rather unorthodox it got the job done. So now I continue with my Capstone saga.
Another thing was pointed out to me this week about capstone...and that is the fact of me needing to start doing some work with it. This is the part I have been dreading, and it's collecting the interviews. After all this good stuff, you know begging people to please get me their tape or to finally sit down for 5 minutes and answer questions, is to somehow figure out some way to put this stuff in an order that doesn't leave the viewer scratching their head asking what they just saw. As I have stated numerous times before, I am nothing more than an amateur film maker with enough experience to hopefully fall into a successful outcome. Somehow, even with experience, I am kinda freaking out for two reasons.
1. This is the accumulation of everything I have been taught at Westminster. It is supposed to be sparkling clean and up to professional standards. Oh, did I mention that if I mess it up then I will have to retake the class and stay a 5th year? So now I know exactly what your asking (going out on a limb and guessing that more than just my Capstone Professor reads this) Why would I choose something that I pretty much have no idea on how to do as this project...Well because Titan Crew is, in its own pathetic way, my life. I played football or 10 years, baseball for even longer, and have dabbled in almost every other sport. There is nothing out there better than sports, so if I'm going to have to do anything in this major, it's going to be something I enjoy
2. After this, I'm pretty much done. Real world check, and a lot like this capstone project I have no idea what the future holds for me. I could try to do news right? There is nothing I enjoy less than news, holidays and weekends of work, bitch work for entree level positions, snobby on air talent in small markets, and the packages are usually something less than interesting. Why would I do any of that and hate my life when I chose this major to make a difference and enjoy every second of it?! Now many would disagree with me (citing back to my Capstone Professor) but I'd prefer not to compromise for a paycheck (which who knows, I may have to do, just not right out of college hopefully at least). I could go out west, sneak onto a movie lot and pretend like I work there until somebody realizes and either keeps me or kicks my ass out. Exciting, but expensive and unrealistic. Now sports broadcasting, that's what I wanna do. The only problem is a majority of them are freelance. It may be difficult to pay of school loans while being "On Call" at all times.
The only thing I have realized about both those points is, they are just like my life. Flyin' by the seat of my pants, having no idea where exactly I am headed, but making the most of the present and hoping for the best in the future. It has gotten me into a college that was way too prestigious for my high school transcript, and accidentally, for numerous reasons, to this point. So you know what, I may not win the lottery...ever. But, let it ride...
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